At long last THE PAPERBACK OF THE SPIRIT OF FLYING IS HERE!!! And what a long strange at times completely exhausting trip it’s been!
My labour of love – I hope you enjoy reading it.
It’s all souls day, 2 November. I have two oil-lamps burning on the windowsill instead of an altar, as near everything is packed. This morning we went to get a small pot of paint, and in the paint-shop lives an old cat who looks so much like Miaowser it made me cry behind my sunglasses. She never got to grow old with me. I know that was her choice but it does not stop me from missing her and wishing she was still with us. And that sort of set the tone for the day.
We went to clean the new place, there’s a couple of other cats living out the back, I hope they’ll be friends for Milou, and the new place safer for him.
I cry, I pack, cry some more, pack some more. This is the place where Miaowser found us and where we fell in love with her. And as much as I want to move, here’s so full of memories of her, but also our other cats, and of course our love for eachother. I know we’ll be taking our memories with us wherever we go, but it’s still emotional. Even when you are being evicted.
There’s a lot I won’t be missing, including the pack of dogs next door barking frantically, reminding me of the most horrific night of my life.
Time to pack away the last of the washing up, save for coffee-stuff, then I’m done and all set for tomorrow. Time to put the kettle on.